There’s a bubble man that regularly shows up at the beach where I walk. He concocts a bubble mixture, pours it into a bowl that is fitted onto a one-legged stand that he plunges into the sand, and then starts working his magic.
Two bamboo poles are his wands, and they are attached by long stretches of rope that serve as the point of bubble creation. He dips, lifts, opens and swirls using the natural sea breezes to create enormous bubbles that drift along the shore.
Like the Pied Piper, the bubble man attracts children. They flock to him, chasing the bubbles, hands reaching, eager to pop these ephemeral jewels. He teases them with a cluster of low, small bubbles, sending them out in a flurry, then lifts his wand high above their heads, coaxing another bubble to grow. A snake evolves into a dragon, expanding and twisting as it nuzzles the sunset. The kids look up, arms stretched, running beneath the giant as it floats out of reach.
When the conditions are right, bubbles become corridors to another world. Immersed in briny ocean water, the brave enter the bubble, seeing the world from inside its colorful coating. For those who are patient and move with elegance and ease, the bubble stays, moving with them in a watery dance of soap and salt and air.
There’s something freeing about the temporary nature of bubbles. You can almost catch them, but never quite possess them. In some ways it’s like learning. For a moment, you can stop time and hold it in your hand and then, pop! It has become part of the air again, you breathe it in and it is a part of you.
Don’t stop, blow a new bubble today. Try some small ones to get started, share them with others. Now reach. Higher. Open your arms wide, catch the breeze. Pop! It’s gone before the bubble formed. Try again and again until the light catches and the colors unfold into a rainbow of possibility.
These are among the most beautiful bubbles pictures that I have ever seen. Thank you!
Thanks Judy! I am endlessly fascinated by the bubbles and attempting to get the perfect framing and background to show them off.
These bubble pictures are stunning! There’s something so magically and otherworldly about them. You’ve painted a glorious picture with your words as well. I love the interactions of this modern day Pied Piper, the delighted children and the glories of sunset, surf and sand. Thanks for taking me along!
Thanks Molly! Sometimes it just takes some photos to prime the writing well.
You are a beautiful writer, Kim. And photographer, of course! I love the surprising bubble as metaphor for learning becoming part of the air we breathe. Wow.
Thanks Katherine, your comments mean a lot! I love how thinking about something like a bubbles leads me down a new and interesting path when I follow the writing.
And your bubble pictures are absolutely magical!
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